The message clearly stated that Yin Tianzheng had returned to the Ming Cult and assumed the position of leader, and that the Ming Cult had restored order and was gradually becoming more prosperous.

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the monk could no longer suppress his anger and slammed his palm on the stone table beside him. The hard stone table shattered instantly, and fragments flew in all directions.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was filled with rage and resentment: "I never imagined that the Ming Cult would still escape this calamity!"

He gritted his teeth, thinking to himself.

No, we absolutely cannot let the Ming Cult rise to power like this!

He was about to make his move, taking advantage of the fact that the Ming Cult had just reorganized and its foundation was not yet stable, to wipe it out in one fell swoop and eliminate any future troubles.

His thoughts drifted back to many years ago. He thought of his junior sister, Madam Yang, and the things Yang Dingtian had done back then. The hatred in his heart grew stronger.

"Yang Dingtian, how you treated my junior sister back then, today I will exact my revenge on you, utterly destroying the Ming Cult you founded, so that you will not find peace even in death!"

This monk was Yuanzhen, a monk from Shaolin Temple, whose secular name was Chengkun.

He had endured for many years, secretly plotting to overthrow the Ming Cult, avenge Madam Yang, and also to avenge the humiliation he had suffered.

Now that he sees the Ming Cult showing signs of resurgence, he can no longer hold back and has already made up his mind.

Cheng Kun took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, his eyes becoming sinister and resolute.

After a moment's thought, he turned and walked towards the Shaolin Temple gate, then sped off towards the Mongolian capital.

He had already made up his mind that it would be difficult to completely destroy the Ming Cult by himself alone. Only by relying on the power of the Mongol court could he achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Even if it means submitting to the Mongols and overthrowing the Han bloodline, I will not hesitate!" A ruthless glint flashed in Cheng Kun's eyes. "Yang Dingtian, the Ming Cult, you wait, I will make you vanish into thin air!"

This seemingly peaceful world, rife with undercurrents, was soon shattered by a momentous event, unleashing a massive upheaval.

Zhang Wuji and his family are back!

With their return, news of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, which had disappeared for many years, resurfaced in the martial arts world, instantly stirring the nerves of the entire martial arts community.

At the same time, Wudang Mountain also ushered in a major event.

Preparations for Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday celebration have already begun.

Wudang Mountain was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and people from all walks of life in the martial arts world sent gifts, hoping to use the birthday banquet as an opportunity to curry favor with Wudang and also to find out about the Dragon-Slaying Saber and Zhang Wuji's family. Wudang Mountain suddenly became the focus of attention in the martial arts world.

Kunlun Secret Realm.

Su Xin was sitting cross-legged on the open ground, slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, holding a manual of medical and poison techniques in his hands.

But after reading only a few pages, his brows furrowed tightly, his expression filled with seriousness and confusion.

Half a year has passed since he cultivated the Thousand Spider Poison Hand to the fourth level.

When he was cultivating to the fourth level, although there were some setbacks, it was still relatively smooth. The biggest limitation at that time was the number of poisonous spiders, which could not keep up with his cultivation speed.

The five species of venomous spiders he cultivated, including the snow spider and the ghost spider, did not have a strong reproductive capacity. They only laid eggs about once every three months, and each time they laid no more than sixty eggs. In addition, due to the losses during the cultivation process, very few venomous spiders could be successfully raised into usable species.

Su Xin's cultivation speed is extremely fast, requiring at least four or five waves of poisonous spiders to assist him in his cultivation every day. The supply of poisonous spiders has long been stretched thin.

But this wasn't the most difficult problem. When he tried to cultivate the fifth level, "Dual Extremes of Medicine and Poison," he truly discovered an insurmountable bottleneck.

His ability to control his internal energy was really poor.

The first four levels of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand technique all involve using poison to injure people; all that's needed is to precisely inject the toxin into the enemy's body.

However, the fifth level, "Medicine and Poison Dual Extremes," involves using poison to save lives, which is inherently a dangerous thing, like walking a tightrope high in the sky. To achieve the effect of healing and saving lives, one needs extremely exquisite internal energy control. If one is even slightly off, all efforts will be in vain, and one's life will be harmed instead.

Although his internal energy has become increasingly refined and powerful under the blessing of the Vajra Subduing Demon Divine Power, with a good effect, it is still far from sufficient in terms of precise control.

He had previously experimented on several small animals, attempting to treat them with a "dual approach of medicine and toxicity," but ultimately, all of those animals died tragically, and he was unsuccessful in every attempt.

"This can't go on; we can't achieve the ideal state described in the technique at all."

Su Xin slowly closed the manual, pondering to himself.

Staying in the Kunlun Secret Realm for too long would obviously not solve the problem of internal energy control, and he gradually began to consider going out for a stroll.

The first thing that came to his mind was the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth.

This technique is not a martial art that directly enhances internal strength, but rather an extremely ingenious method of "using and applying force," the core of which lies in stimulating and utilizing the enormous potential of the human body itself.

Simply put, it's like a powerful "martial arts training system" that can unleash the user's profound internal energy to produce ever-changing and magical effects. If one can learn this technique, it will surely greatly enhance their ability to control their internal energy.

To learn the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, one must go to Bright Peak of the Ming Cult.

Now that he has successfully cultivated the Five Poisons Primordial Chaos and reached the fourth level of the Thousand Spider Poison Hand, his strength is vastly different from before, and he feels more confident.

With his current strength, unless he encounters the Xuanming Elders at their peak or a top master like Zhang Sanfeng, he can travel to other places in the martial arts world with ease. Even when facing masters of the Ming Cult, he has the ability to fight.

Of course, there was one more thing he needed to do before heading to the Ming Cult.

Go to Zhuwu Lianzhuang.

Yin Li's Nine Yang Divine Skill has now reached the fourth level and is more than halfway through. Her foundation is becoming increasingly solid. According to the previous agreement, it is time to find a suitable external skill for her.

The One-Finger Divine Skill and Orchid Flicking Acupoint Technique from Zhu Wu Lian Zhuang are just right.

Having made up his mind, Su Xin no longer hesitated. That evening, he gave instructions to Su Ying and Yin Li, urging Yin Li to continue to cultivate the Nine Yang Divine Skill diligently and not to be impatient. He also entrusted Su Ying to continue cultivating the poisonous spiders. Afterward, he packed his bags and prepared to go down the mountain.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Su Xin went to the foot of the mountain alone.

They walked towards Zhu Wulian Village.

Before they knew it, night had fallen. The night was deep and dark, with a strong wind and a dark night, which was a good time for people in the martial arts world to carry out their activities.

At this moment, inside Zhu Wulian Manor, the manor lord Zhu Changling was sitting alone at his desk, his brows furrowed, his expression solemn, toying with a jade pendant in his hand, secretly plotting something.

His gaze fell on a tattered blueprint on the table, a glint of greed and eagerness flashing in his eyes.

The blueprints contained vague information about the Dragon Slayer Saber.

Zhu Changling knew that his ancestors had participated in the forging of the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword, and knew that these two divine weapons contained a shocking secret left by Guo Jing and Huang Rong, which concerned the rise and fall of the world.

However, the information passed down from our ancestors is extremely one-sided, failing to explain what the secret is or how to unlock it.

"The Dragon-Slaying Saber has reappeared in the martial world, and Zhang Wuji's family has also returned. If we can find the Dragon-Slaying Saber first, unravel its secrets, and obtain powerful martial arts, Zhu Wu Lian Zhuang will be able to become a top force in the martial world. At that time, there will be nowhere in the world we cannot go." Zhu Changling murmured, a ruthless glint in his eyes, his calculations becoming increasingly profound.

He was completely unaware that a dark figure had already silently approached Zhu Wulian Village.

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